But fortunately, this analogy revived Xia Tong's spirits, and threw herself into the business of "arithmetic skipping rope" in a hurry, and was often beaten all afternoon. Lin Mingfei worried that Xia Tong would cry several times, but later found that his worries were unnecessary. Not only did Xia Tong not cry, but she was getting more and more courageous. The two practiced until dinner.
During dinner, He Youjin came again and said that he wanted to finalize the exact time for the training match with Lin Mingfei.
"The Calabash team." He Youjin still felt uncomfortable when he read this low-grade name. He coughed and said, "To tell you the truth, they are in a bit of a hurry."
"A team that can't even make it to the qualifiers, isn't it going to train for two more days?" Zhou Yanjun rolled his eyes and said, "Are you in such a hurry to see dad off?"
"Maybe they are rushing to get our heads." Lin Mingfei said lightly, resting his chin on one hand, tapping his cheeks with five fingers in turn: "Did they get some new secret weapon?"
"Hey, you guessed Zero!" He Youjin clapped his hands, his expression solemn: "I asked someone to find out, this team named Shui Jiji was sold to a wealthy second generation who played tickets this year."
"So what?" Zhou Yanjun poked Shi Ya with his thumb: "Our Young Master Shi is also a rich second generation!"
"I'm a fart rich second generation, don't talk nonsense." Shi Ya snapped his hand away: "I'm at most a middle class."
"Well, that's the real rich second generation, the kind with a lot of money and no place to spend it." He Youjin said, "So I bought three strong Alpha players from the European Division in one go! Two of them are Russian!"
Zhou Yanjun gasped: "Hiss! Maozi!"
Boyu: "The fighting nation."
Shi Ya: "I heard that you can fight bears with your bare hands!"
After finishing their comments one after another, they all turned to look at the little Omega at the table.
Xia Tong was eating a piece of fried asparagus, and was so stared at that she couldn't eat it, "baji" the small half of the green plant slipped from her mouth, dumbfounded.
"Okay, don't look at him." Lin Mingfei knocked on the edge of the table and warned: "What about the fighting nation? We are not engaging in boxing matches."
"Emmmm, think for the best!" Zhou Yanjun said, "At least they don't understand the language!"
"Then I have to remind you that the remaining two contestants of their own nationality have been arrested and sent to educational institutions to learn English, one-on-one, and tongue rolling!" He Youjin said.
"Really?" Zhou Yanjun asked in shock.
"My insider at the League Office told me!" He Youjin said mysteriously and seriously.
"Fang Haoyang?" Lin Mingfei interjected.
He Youjin faltered for a long time, reluctantly admitting: "... um."
"The credibility should be quite high." Lin Mingfei said.
"And unfortunately I guessed it right." He Youjin gritted his teeth and rubbed his fingernails for a while and said, "Fang Haoyang, that bastard, has already designed the poster for our training match, which is called a friendly exhibition match." , contacted three live streaming platforms, and planned sponsorship, publicity, and so on, this is simply a public execution!"
"Wow." Lin Mingfei let out a false sigh.
"Stop wowing, I want to recruit, brother." He Youjin beat his legs anxiously: "The situation is urgent, and the fire is imminent!"
"You are in a hurry, the parties are not in a hurry." Lin Mingfei raised his chin towards Xia Tong: "Look, it doesn't affect eating at all."
He Youjin: "...he is stupid and you are too stupid!"
Xia Tong scrambled to finish the rice in the bowl, wiped his mouth and got up, and said arrogantly: "I'm going to train!"
"Go." Lin Mingfei laughed, and pouted at He Youjin, "Look, he's not stupid at all."
After Xia Tong entered the game, she didn't immediately go to the arena blindly. She was afraid that if she went in alone, she would be hammered to the ground and her mentality would explode. He collected more than a dozen tutorials and strategies for wizards in the forum, coded each one, compared, analyzed and synthesized, and systematically listed the advantages and disadvantages of each equipment and output cycle. Players who choose different professions point to duels.
It wasn't until Xia Tong had a real duel with others that he realized how much room he needed to improve. When he was in the third row with Zhou Yanjun and Bo Yu, he took advantage of the other party's ignorance of their personal situation and let Bo Yu He and Zhou Yanjun rushed to the front to attract firepower, and he hid in the back to take the opportunity to output. He won many games by opportunistically, but when he was face-to-face with people, he ended up rolling on the ground or falling on the ground. roll.
It is not without reason that the number of people playing the two melee classes of ax fighter and paladin is not without reason. If you stick to the face 12345, as long as you get the first hand, you will be able to dry the crispy class to only a layer of blood. Simple and rude, Xia Tong memorized it With so many output routines, he only used one time to compete with ten people, and he only won that one time.
Xia Tong felt very uncomfortable, declined the invitation from his teammates to form a group, and meditated for a long time alone, reviewing the process and details of the only duel he won just now, until after ten o'clock in the evening, he was still hanging in the game. The interface was disconnected. Ten seconds later, he was forced out of the game. All the lights in the "cocoon" went out, and the door slowly opened.
Xia Tong was still a little dazed, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Lin Mingfei standing outside the hatch of "Cocoon", with her arms folded.
"Zero..."
"What time is it?" Lin Mingfei raised her chin calmly, "Go to bed."
"But... ... "
"Go to sleep." Lin Mingfei repeated, her tone slightly aggravated, "I have to get up for a morning run at six o'clock tomorrow morning, have you forgotten?"
"Oh yes!"
Xia Tong suddenly came to his senses, propped himself up on the seat in a daze, when he stepped out of the cabin door, he lost his balance, tripped on the edge of the metal pedal, and fell forward uncontrollably.
"Ahh..." he exclaimed shortly, his heart sank rapidly, he was firmly held down by the sense of weightlessness, and then he was supported by a pair of powerful warm arms and wrapped into a solid embrace.
Through the thin cotton material, Xia Tong's side face was pressed against the other's chest, and she could hear another "thumping" heartbeat covering up her own hasty heartbeat and breathing. And, he smelled the faint, refreshing aroma of white sandalwood again.
"Still going to sleep after this?" Lin Mingfei's voice was warm and magnetic, like a melodious cello playing in his ears, his tone seemed to be reproachful, but also seemed to be distressed.
"I... I'm not sleepy." Xia Tong's mind was burned into a paste, and she couldn't even focus her eyes. She just felt that she was completely intoxicated, deeply trapped in this invisible gentle town, "It's the feet, the feet are numb."
Lin Mingfei hummed softly from the depths of her throat, whether it was a doting smile or a mockery, then bent down and hugged Xia Tong horizontally.
"Hey..." Xia Tong didn't expect it, subconsciously hooked Lin Mingfei's neck, and then he was ashamed like a boiled shrimp, "Why are you... What are you doing!"
"Didn't you say that your feet are numb?" Lin Mingfei turned around leisurely, looking at him with downcast eyes, quite playfully.
"Only, it's just that the feet are numb..." Xia Tong argued inaudibly, her fingers tremblingly clenched the fabric of Alpha's back neck.
"Then I'm just hugging you..." Lin Mingfei lowered her head, lowered her voice, and exhaled warm breath, which sprayed on his cheeks like clouds, "What are you thinking? Bad things."
"No, I didn't think about it." Xia Tong blushed to the point of bleeding. After being in contact with the society for so long, he felt that some chaotic parts in his mind were gradually being discovered. He seemed to be more and more able to integrate into the surrounding environment, and also He became more and more sensitive, and his emotions changed, just like now, although he couldn't explain why he felt ashamed, but...
Lin Mingfei seemed to find his reaction amusing, and added in a low and meaningful way: "Anyway, there is no one now, right?"
Xia Tong stammered for a moment: "You—"
Before he had time to say the words of reproach, Lin Mingfei put him down on the ground, Alpha held him with one arm to support him, and opened his bedroom door with his free hand.
"Okay, I'll deliver the goods home." Lin Mingfei smiled lightly: "I feel that the red scarf on her chest is more colorful."
Xia Tong: "..."
"When will our training match... be?" He remembered that Lin Mingfei and He Youjin should go to discuss the date of the training match tonight, so he couldn't help asking.
"A week later, it can't be too late."
"oh... ... "
Xia Tong lowered her head, unable to tell what emotion was in her heart, the string that was not loose at all was tightened even more.
"Don't be too anxious, follow my arrangement, everything will be fine." Lin Mingfei leaned forward and leaned on his forehead, "Trust me, okay?"
"good... ... "
"Good night then, see you tomorrow."
"Um... ... "
After waking up, Xia Tong realized that the journey of cultivation was far from over.
His legs were as if they had been soaked in two jars of vinegar, they were sore and swollen, and his knees were even trembling slightly.
He tremblingly leaned on the wall to go to the bathroom to wash up, and tremblingly leaned on the wall to leave the bedroom, feeling like an octogenarian in his seventies or eighties who desperately needed a walking stick.
When he bumped into Zhou Yanjun, the fat man shook his head and sighed, "I knew that if I didn't exercise for a long time and suddenly exercised vigorously, the muscles would produce a large amount of lactic acid through anaerobic fermentation, and this would happen. It takes time to experience this pain.”
Xia Tong cried with a mournful face: "My leg hurts when I touch it now!"
"Hey, when I saw you, I thought of Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales." Shi Ya was distressed and funny at the side: "Have you heard the story of the Little Mermaid? For the sake of the one you love, you use a fish tail to replace your legs, and every step you take It's like walking on the tip of a knife—"
"Hey, hello!" Zhou Yanjun panicked, "Don't talk about Timer, I already have pictures."
At this time, Lin Mingfei walked over leisurely on the mountain bike again.
"He's here, he's here." Bo Yu poked Xia Tong's shoulder, warning: "He's coming with a devil bicycle."
Xia Tong let out a "gudong" and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror.
"Good morning, are you still doing morning exercises today?" Lin Mingfei looked at Xia Tong with a half-smile, her ears were pointed like a goblin, and her tone was provocative: "The Little Mermaid?"
Xia Tong: "..."
A few seconds later, with a tight face, he said angrily, "I'll ride!"